A/N: Okay...the first real chapter of Quistis. Sorry I haven't updated, I don't know what I've been doing. Ahh...yes, Rinoa does get a school girl outfit. And no... I didn't ask Amanda to homecoming. But I did get her phone number so I'm happy about that. So anyways...another chapter...you know what to do.

Part Five: The Maiden

The Trepe Brigade

"Thanks for shopping at the Deiling Mall. Have a nice day." The saleswoman said, as she handed a bag of clothes and a fuel cartridge for the rental car that Rinoa had just recently bought, to her.

Rinoa took the bag from her and headed out of the store. She had just arrived in Deiling City and she was already back to her old habits. She grew up here. This is where she used to come and hang with her friends. But now she was all alone.

She headed into a bathroom nearby. There, she changed into her new outfit. She had bought a short, plaid skirt of green and red. She also bought a white top and a black jacket with a tie. She looked at herself in the mirror and realized she looked like a teenager again. She was back in a school uniform, but she did find it kind of sporty. She tossed the bag away with her old clothes in it. She figured her description of the moogle outfit had already been identified. Quistis was probably looking for her with her little squad. But Rinoa wanted to keep the upper hand with the element of surprise.

She took a piece of gum from her purse and popped it into her mouth. She chewed lightly, absorbing the flavor of the mint flavored gum. She brushed her fingers through her short, black hair and continued her way down the streets of the city.

Just as she went by her old house, she spotted a Galbadian cop. He looked like a soldier, helmet, blue suit with armor protector. However, his outfit was a little darker. She figured it was one of Quistis' goons. However, she was now on top of things. She knew she wasn't going to be ambushed if she could make the first move. Rinoa smiled and walked up to him.

He was scouting for potential perps when Rinoa showed up by his side. He gave her a strange look, but couldn't help but want to help her. He figured she was about seventeen with that little uniform on. He gawked at her smooth legs as they bared themselves through her skirt. Rinoa looked at him curiously.

"Can I help you, Miss?" The cop asked her in a stupid voice.

"Yeah, can you stop staring at my legs, pervert?" Rinoa scolded him.

"I wasn't staring! I was just making sure you didn't have anything suspicious on you!" He told her back, embarrassed.

"Yeah, I'm sure I'm just going to have things strapped to my naked legs." Rinoa pointed at him.

"Look...as a concerned law enforcement agent of the city, it is my duty to make sure to protect the people of this city. Furthermore..." He began to ramble as he seemed to be speaking to everyone and not just Rinoa. She took the opportunity and snatched the semi-automatic weapon from his hand.

"What's this do?" She pointed it at random objects, fingering the trigger a little bit.

"Ah! Miss, give that back! That' s a very dangerous weapon!" He began to freak, trying to make sure she didn't fire it.

"Oh...it is?" She laughed to herself, "Then I'm gonna barrow it."

Rinoa darted off with the gun in her hands.

"Ahhhh! Come back here, Miss!" He screamed out loud as he saw a young girl run off with his gun. He knew he was gonna be in trouble with this. He'd be lucky if he still had his job after this one.

He pulled out his radio and spoke into it, "Copy! Copy! I need some back-up here! I've got a girl, about seventeen who is armed and somewhat dangerous! I need back-up!"

A crackled voice came back, "Description?"

"Wearing school girl outfit! Short black hair! Red tips!"

"Copy that! That's the suspect in questioning! We'll send all units!"

Rinoa was surprised how stupid men could be sometimes. She didn't really need the gun, but she needed something to get some heat on her. She already heard sirens and commotion. But she continued running, dropping the gun behind some bushes.

Before she got any further, cop cars pulled in front of her, block her exit. More cops began to come from different directions, all lining up in front of her. They stood there, their guns ready to fire at any time. She paused and held her hands up.

"Stop right there! We've got you surrounded!" One of them yelled.

"Quistis...you didn't think it was going to be that easy?" She whispered to herself. She lowered her hands and stuck tongue out at them.

"We're warning you! Keep your hands where we can see them!" He positioned his gun.

"Commander, we have orders to fire!" Another officer by one of the cars had just received a radio transmission.

"Then FIRE!" He screamed as the triggers were pulled. The guns blazed a fury of bullets and smoke. They kept firing until there was nothing left in their guns. They slowly lowered, waiting for the smoke to go down. As it did, all they saw were a bunch of bullet holes in the street.

All of a sudden, they heard a car smash behind them. Rinoa had landed on top of the hood of their patrol cars, smashing it. The glass flew as some officers backed up in fear. Rinoa smiled at them, standing up from her landing. She unsheathed her gunblade from its case. Though she may have seemed she had nothing on her, the gunblade was a part of someone's soul. It was concealable through your body. She could hide it at whim, but now was a time to reveal it.

The golden and diamond blade glimmered in the street lights as it blinded a few cops. She swung it in a 360 and lopped off three of their heads. They held of their guns as they saw the blood fly up in the and air, and the bodies fall to the ground. Their weapons were useless now. Rinoa smiled as she was now covered in blood from her previous victims. She jumped in the air and slammed her gunblade to the street. It went through the ground, and a burst of energy flew up from the blow. She pulled the trigger and a sudden explosion rushed out towards the awaiting soldiers. They were decimated. Some were lucky to still be in one piece. Most were fried to a crisp, bloodied, limbs flown across the street like old newspapers. There were no survivors.

Rinoa pulled her gunblade from the ground and sheathed it once again. She smiled at her handiwork, but that was soon cut short. A searing jolt of pain spread from her shoulder as she fell to her knees. She reached behind to feel the heat beginning to rush through her body. She looked behind to see the attacker. There Quistis stood, retracting her chain whip. She still wore her hair the same, in a bun with two pieces hanging down the sides. Her clothes were the same style, but now in the dark blue color of their country. Her long, dark blue gloves traveled up to her shoulders that bared a little skin. Then, her cotton navy dress carried down to her shins where all you could see were her tall, black leather boots. She laughed at Rinoa who was kneeling on the ground in pain.

"Quistis." Rinoa got up, still clutching her shoulder.

"Rinoa." Quistis smirked at her.

"Still the controlling bitch you used to be." Rinoa shot at her.

"Still the stupid, little girl who likes to play with gunblades." Quistis came back at her.

"Let's settle this then." Rinoa glared at her. It was time she used something she had put away for a long time. Her magic.

Rinoa shot out her hand in front of her, feeling the power growing inside of her. She concentrated as the heat began to engulf her hand. Her eyes widened as she called upon her skills of magic, "FIRAGA!"

A large fireball erupted from Rinoa's hand, flying towards Quistis. It began to smolder the asphalt of the street as it reached it's destination.

Quistis yawned laughingly, "Reflect," she commanded as a green barrier formed itself around her. The fireball hit the barrier, pausing for a second, and then flew back at its caster.

Rinoa's eyes widened at the sudden defense. Her only instinct was to cast another spell, "Shell," A light pink bubble shrouded Rinoa. The flaming ball hit, but with little impact. It flicked out as Rinoa used all her strength to keep it from engulfing her.

"Too bad you haven't been practicing your magic." Quistis laughed at her.

"Then why don't you cast a spell and kill me?" Rinoa knew that Quistis had gotten accustomed to not using hers either. Even though she was the head of the law enforcement of Deiling City, she barely did any work. She was very out of practice in her magic skills, just like Rinoa.

"I don't need spells to kill you." She quit playing around and swung the whip over her head before firing it at Rinoa.

Rinoa quickly dodged the whip as it slammed the ground hard. Pieces of the road flew into the air as the powerful chain fell onto it. Quistis retracted again before performing a lateral whip to get her. Rinoa didn't move this time. She waited as she felt the chain hit her in the side. Though it hurt, a lot, she grabbed it before Quistis could retract again. She held it firmly in her hands, pulling it. Quistis used her strength to pull it back, but both girls were equally strong. Rinoa smiled as she swung her leg over it. She wrapped her knee over it before pulling back with all her strength. The handle flew out of Quistis' hands as she fell forward in shock. Rinoa tossed the whip aside and smiled at her.

"You bitch." Quistis glared at her.

"You would know it." Rinoa smiled. She reached under her jacket and pulled out her pinwheel.

"Nice try," Quistis pulled her arms out in front of her, "Thunder." A lightning bolt jolted from Quistis' body. It struck the metal pinwheel and tossing it aside with her whip. The shock only momentarily hurt Rinoa. It was only a low level spell. Yet, Rinoa was still surprised.

"Looks like it's a stalemate." Quistis shrugged her shoulders.

"Guess so." Rinoa clenched her fist. Even though she had her gunblade on hand, Quistis could easily use her magic to disarm her again. She could only beat her with magic. But she was so out of practice.

"Rinoa, would you like to know a little secret?" Quistis leaned towards her.

"What is it?" Rinoa hated her, but couldn't help but be curious. She needed to know any way to beat Quistis.

"I know where your powers are." Quistis smiled.

Rinoa dashed at her, fist clenched. Quistis just smiled as she whipped her hand into the air. A sudden gust uplifted Rinoa and flung her to the ground again. She slowly got up as Quistis walked up to her.

"Tell me where they are!" Rinoa coughed a little before standing up fully.

"Alright, but you gotta promise not to have anymore outbursts like that. If you want to fight me, then you'll do it on my terms." Quistis poked her in the shoulder.

"Fine," Rinoa looked to the ground, disappointed, "So tell me."

"Well you know that Edea Kramer came to power about two years ago, right?" Quistis smirked.

"Yeah." Rinoa sort of figured where this was going.

"Well, I found out that she's a sorceress again. Meaning, she got her powers back from someone. And who was that person who had recently lost theirs about that time?" Quistis put a finger on her chin.

"Edea has my powers!?" Rinoa was shocked. She had become a sorceress when Edea released her powers to be free of Ultimicia's control. Rinoa had received them, unexpectedly. But it appears that after the threat of Ultimicia was gone, Edea had missed her power.

"You bet, how else?" Quistis told her.

"So in order to get them back, I have to kill Edea Kramer." Rinoa looked into the sky.

"Yep." Quistis told her.

"Why are you helping me?" Rinoa asked.

"Well, I'm tired of working for her. Event though she was my matron, I think she needs to be taken down. I figured you'd do it if you wanted to beat me. So if you scratch my back, I'll scratch yours." Quistis smiled a fake smile.

"Whatever, but as soon as I have them back, we'll finish this little dispute." Rinoa pointed at her.

"Whatever you say." Quistis smiled as she watched Rinoa walk off towards the presidential palace. Everything was going to Quistis' plan.